I know many of you were expecting some sort of recap of the Jets game this week, but more responsibility has been heaped upon me at work, so things have been pretty hectic here at One Bills Drive Apartment B BK NYC. The First Niagara Man Cave has been vacant since my last post. My apologies. What I can give you is a brief run down of some shit that I've been thinking about. ANALYSIS: STRONG POINT OF THE BLOG.

Goddammit Irv Weinstein, that is some serious swag. Cheers to you sir. (like I'm not gonna post this image I found on google while searching for "muppet news anchors")

- Podcast/CrapTastiCast/Posting: last week I was back in Tuffalo (don't ask), and the first thing my mother said to me was "so I listened to all 52 minutes of your Crappy Cast.....I believe I counted 167 fucks......but other than that I liked it!" followed immediately by my old man "Jesus do ya have to use so many swears? It's just classless." So Mom & Dad read/listen to the blog/cast. That's encouraging/frightening/embarrassing. Also, apologies for not bestowing another delightful CrapTastiCast on you this week. It's all Megs' fault. She's been too busy Occupying Wall Street (not joking).

- Sabres: Met up with Scizzer for that barn burner of a Sabre match against the WINNIPEG JETS (suck it 3rd Man In! No more Southern Hockey!) on whatever night it was on. First, Ryan Miller is at least maddeningly inconsistent, so there's that. Also, I love OT wins. Also also, why the shit are we so off the wall at home? Also thrice, Kelly's Sports Bar in the East Village is no place for a human being. I refuse to stand pat any longer and accept this romanticizing of that place. It is a garbage hole. The toilets are shut down and I'm pretty sure I felt the floor collapse slightly at one point. I do not look forward to watching the next 67 games there. (Of course I'm going to though because they put the sound on and the people there are great and the bartenders are awesome and it provides my friends a break from me forcing them to drink at expensive craft beer bars....but seriously how does that place pass building code??)

- Bills: RAGE. I understand dropping a turd here and there is going to happen at least once a season for many teams, but for reals Chanworth, you can't let your squad shit the bed that hard against a divisional rival at home. It's just not right. Especially when fans are dropping $100+ on scalped tickets and treating it like the Superbowl. HAVE THEM READY TO PLAY. Also, NFL officials are easily the biggest joke in all of sports. The idea that these guys are still part timers determining the on field fates of $1 billion+ enterprises is atrocious. Finally, the playcalling blew and the execution was almost as bad. Way to lay a steamer on the fan base, guys.

Way to let these two dreamy mouthbreathers go 2-0 against you, FitzFredBeardChanSenator.

- Final: Alright, Yachtswoman is evil eyeing me because I am postponing our hike, so here's my final thoughts: Big D is still Big D, and Big D at home is still fairly intimidating no matter if they're 8-0 or 0-8. The Sabres look like they're putting something nice together, so it remains to be seen whether or not they can keep it up (Apologist-esque comment....NEVER TAKE A SIDE APS, NEVER TAKE A SIDE). Predictions for tomorrow? I think the clunker continues with a 31-17 defeat of our lovely Bills at the hands of the OG dreamy mouthbreather QB, Tony Romo. However, I think the Sabres will give the champs a game tonight, maybe even pull off the win. They look like they're coming together whilst the Bills look like they're losing all that glorious momentum they had way back in early October. Sorry for the doom and gloom. I love you all.

SIDENOTE: STAY TUNED HERE FOR A SICK TRACK FROM THE APOLOGIST'S LITTLE BROTHER. WE'RE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET IT TO YOU IN LIEU OF THE PODCAST THIS WEEK. #EVCREPRESENT